[Hook]
Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out
Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jimmy back until Iâm laid out
Homie, Iâm on my Catfish Billy shit, Iâm talking way out
Dude, Iâm way out â Iâm talking way out
Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now
Trunk on 'quake, cops pulling off they telling me âturn it way downâ
Homie, Iâm on my Catfish Billy shit, Iâm talking way out
Dude, Iâm way out â Iâm talking way out
[Verse 1]
Yeah â intergalactic, out of my mind and into traffic
In a pair of converse, tryin to climb mount everest with nothin in my backpack
Itâs me: a son of a bitch, a child of a prick
A stepson you donât wanna hit
Ooo wee, no, not him â not Lil Wayne, Michael Wayne
Who you thought it would be?
Damn right, and Iâm on a tightrope
Screaming out loud, Bitchâ,
fuck
my
life
I ainât never give a fuck, I could never give a fuck now
So put the chain on my bike, yeah
Throw that bitch back on the sprocket, give me the pistol before you cock it
Let me throw a bullet in the clip for luck for us
Poor us, yeah, popping these, shocking, ainât it mane?
Well, I guess nobody wants to be broke, right? Black or white
Paint the frame
âCause Iâm only used to refusing the stereotypes of a name
I ainât a name â Iâm a soul, Iâm a piece of gold
Iâm a pro, Iâm a piece of shit too
Do, what I gotta do if I gotta roll? Guess what?
Iâmma roll all over you when Iâm riding
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Used to watch my beeper chirp, Blue dickies and a Blank Panther Shirt
My world was a little bitty spot in the universe outside of Earth
Tennessee bound, Alabama born, I came down in a meteor storm
Media wrong, media write, right âem a wrong, ring the alarm
Duck under your desk, children go â this building is about to blow
I donât know what Iâmma do with this feeling inside of my mind and soul
Iâm a one-in-a-million human show
Should've been the motherfucking Truman Show
But if you seen me getting raped as a child
You probably wouldnât give me room to grow
Heavy blow, take a heavy sigh
Like a runner on the daily, high oh my
Youâll be good, baby boy, donât cry
I can make a boat with the broke up rhymes
God made me the Cherokee like no
I canât let the world off the hook this time
And if you didnât want this catfish shit
In fact, you should've never shook that line
Readied that hook, took this time, to press play, then rewind
I would rather be drunk than be blind
To the space age pimp shit that I combine
With what I know, rock and roll, Iâm so famous, country fresh
That I canât take one step in the fuckinâ street when Iâm in public
So I get in this
[Hook]
- :
- Daylight (Single)
- Love Story
- Walk with Me
- Trunk Muzik Returns
- Wyte Dawg
- Heart of Dixie (Mixtape)
- Friday The 13th (Mixtape)
- Radioactive
- Hard White (Up In The Club) (Single)
- Trunk Muzik 0 To 60
- Non-Album Releases
- Pop The Trunk (Single)
- Billy Crystal
- Arena Rap
- Daylight
- To Whom It May Concern
- Trunk Muzik 0-60 (Edited Version)
- Box Chevy V
- Trunk Muzik 0-60
- Creek Water